Slave Teacher Jenni Ch. 03

I started to warm my shower and used the toilet. As I let the warm water cascade over my body I thought back to my performance and whether I really wanted to sent the video to them. Doing so would seal my fate as a teacher. Eventually someone would see it that shouldn't. Either that or I would open myself up to perpetual blackmail. I'd have to do anything they said to keep my secret needs secret. I decided to delete the video. But no sooner had my brain made that decision, my body began to give its own reaction. My nipples began to stiffen and my pussy began to moisten as my body began to crave the treatment they could offer once again. Subconsciously my fingers found their way to my clit again and I began to stimulate myself in the shower.

Once again I wasn't thinking. It was as if my body was overriding my mind's control. I ended up sitting on the shower floor holding the pulsating showerhead aiming it at my clit. I'd never done that before, but it sure felt good. With one hand on controlling the shower jets of stimulating water pulses, my other hand was once again free to pinch and then abuse my nipples. At first I was treating them to gentle rubs and then firmer pinches. But as my moans gave way to pleas to my virtual Mistress not to punish me for being unable to control my desires, I started to slap my own tits and squeeze my nipples until I cried out in pain.

You will not be surprised to learn I was unable to control that orgasm either. It wasn't as good as the one on my bed. But then again it would be hard to top that one. But it did wake my brain up that my body and sexual needs were in control not my mind.

I reached up and turned the water off. I then sat in the shower for about a minute trying to catch my breath. I tried to think of anything that would override my need to submit right at that moment. I tried to think of anything that could convince my body to allow my mind some control of the situation. But I failed. I felt like even more of a slut than before as I crawled out of the shower, dripping wet, and on hands and knees like the submissive I was born to be, went straight to my laptop and sent the video to Richard and Carol. I then sat on the floor, naked, leaning against my bed. The deed was done. Now I had to wait. The next move was up to them.